An absoluteness shorn by wind.
Yellow sea, isles of yellow rocks;
Free of contradictions.
No walls, portals nor windows,
...
Both you and I, great and small
Are born to die or rise and fall.
The laws immutable
Are not disputable
...
Their musher lost
On a frozen terrain
Five dogs crossed
Their reins on his pain
...
Flag blowing freely within your arms,
As free as a sloop upon the sea.
Naked within your sheets,
With only your love to clothe me.
...
For the rust dusted stones
And burnished steel track
That takes me home
And takes me back
...
Waiting, quietly, for myself to come in:
A stormy fool dancing inside a bin,
Neglected hope, a broken urn,
I whisper in my ear
...
When I was hungry, you gave me your bread.
When I was lonely, your bed.
Your breasts were my coronet
And kisses crowned my head
...